"I Purple Heart Maine" Long Sleeve Shirt

Purple heart. Not red. Red is for people who moved here in June, posted a lighthouse pic, and left before the first nor'easter. Purple is for the bruise. Purple is love that survived mud season, black fly season, eight months of winter, and a pothole that ate your front axle whole. You love this place like a hockey player loves his own teeth: deeply, and with a running tally of casualties. You've paid eighteen bucks for a lobster roll and called it a bargain. You've shoveled out at 5am, gone back to bed, and shoveled again at noon. You've nodded "ayuh" at a stranger and felt a connection deeper than most marriages. Somebody from away asks if you know their cousin in Portland, and somehow you do. That's the bruise talking. Wear it proudly. Soft, broken-in feel from the jump, with a print that holds up through every wash and every winter. Built comfy enough for the couch, tough enough for the dooryard.